Yan Yuexi frowned, curling the girl's hair with her fingers.
"If the mental obstacle is this... it is not difficult to solve, but it cannot be solved at this moment."
"She was reincarnated from other small worlds, and there will be some distance between her heart and the world of cultivation. This is like a foreign land for her, but as long as she ascends to the upper world and sees that thousands of small worlds are nothing but mustard seeds, she should not be able to
Troubled by this.”
Yan Yuexi poured a glass of water and threw in the elixir of unknown efficacy, which turned into a whole glass of red juice in an instant.
She pinched the girl's cheek and slowly poured the red water in.
"In the final analysis, the reason is that she is homesick. My hometown is where she feels at ease. You will pretend you don't know when she wakes up."
Yan Yuexi sat on the rocking chair next to her, looked at the red monk up and down inquiringly, and said with emotion: "Besides, I heard the conversation between you two, and it seems that she still doesn't understand what the relationship between a man and a woman is. I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
"She and I are the same person." The female cultivator chuckled.
Fang Zhe lowered his eyes, lifted the small wooden stool beside him and sat down.
"How could I be disappointed in her?"
"She's still young."
Yan Yuexi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the man's actions of peeling oranges and making hot tea, and couldn't help but said sadly in her heart: "This man has caught up with this kid's father. Even my junior brother may not be able to treat a child like this."
She suddenly had the feeling that this person was raising a little...little flower or grass?
The effect of red water comes into play.
Jiang Su gradually woke up and moved his fingers slightly. The next moment he suddenly drew the knife and was about to chop off the top of his head.
"Liu Buyin..." she gritted her teeth.
Fang Zhe instantly grasped her knife.
"Fang Zhe, let go! This Liu Buyin has been harming me until now! I must make him lose his soul and never be reincarnated!"
Jiang Su let go of her hand and quickly jumped up from the rocking chair. She waved her long sleeves and behind her were countless silver needles, stabbing at non-existent things above her head.
The long wind rustled, and the silver needles buzzed.
"Um?"
Realizing that the demonic energy ball was no longer above his head, Jiang Su stopped his momentum, turned to the direction of the rocking chair in confusion, and asked: "Where is that black thing?"
Her throat trembled slightly, her hands reached forward randomly, and she hesitated, "You... have become a demon?"
The situation just now... there was no way to solve it.
The red monk listened to her choking, curled up the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.
Yan Yuexi stood up directly, patted the girl in colorful clothes on the shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Hey, it's me~"
"My niece, dear, how come you are so handsome? I never thought that a medical practitioner with such a dark heart in Jiang Liuliu could have such a beautiful daughter."
Yan Yuexi's eyes were shining brightly, and her hands couldn't stop groping Jiang Su's body, pinching her soft face, touching her slim waist, and even her arms and legs.
Jiang Su opened his mouth slightly, not knowing who this person was, and cold sweat broke out on his body.
She clearly didn't notice this person's aura just now, how could there be someone so close to her that she didn't notice?!
She frowned and struggled to push Yan Yuexi away.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yuexi fell in love with her more and more, and even dragged this person into her house.
Fang Zhe wanted to stop her, but thinking that she was the elder of the junior medical cultivator, he slowly lowered his arm.
"No... who are you..."
"Don't touch me ahhhhhh!!"
Yan Yuexi smiled sweetly and pressed Jiang Su beside her bed.
"Little boy, I am your uncle."
"Uncle Master? Where did I come from, Uncle Master? Are you from the Shifang Sect?"
Jiang Su held the blind stick vigilantly, secretly guessing that this person was probably a demon cultivator at this level.
Why are there all acquaintances with each other in the Black Tower? Is it because they need to surround themselves with the protagonist?
Yan Yuexi took out a wooden sign from under the pillow and stuffed it into the girl's hand, "No, I'm from Lanyue Valley."
"Hey, I almost forgot that Junior Brother went to Shifangmen."
The female cultivator looked at Jiang Su with a smile and couldn't help squeezing her catkins, "My name is Yan Yuexi. I am from the same sect as your father Jiang Shuihui. I am his senior sister. This is our family.
A token of the pulse.”
At the mention of this, she couldn't help but frown, and complained faintly: "Humph, I knew that as soon as we separated, he would be eager to break off the relationship with me. Even his biological daughter doesn't know who I am, my uncle."
Existence, if you have a Taoist companion, you will forget everything!"
When Jiang Su heard the name Yan Yuexi, his mind moved slightly, and his mind was filled with Judge Poison.
Wild geese are on the west... geese are returning...
Poison Judge Yanhui told himself in the Luohan Hall that they were brothers and sisters from the same lineage. At that time, he just listened and has doubts to this day.
Unexpectedly, there is actually someone from the Lan Yue Valley lineage...a senior sister who calls herself her biological father...
"Are you the poisonous judge's master?" Jiang Su said coldly.
Yan Yuexi was slightly startled and moved his hands, "Poison...Judge? Who is this? Is he the Poison Dao monk who has become famous in the world of cultivation these years?"
"Well, Judge Poison, Yan Hui."
Hearing this, Yan Yuexi looked at her in shock, motionless.
The two were silent for a long time, and Fang Zhe quietly sat at the table opposite them and poured himself a cup of tea.
"You mean, Yan Hui, he cultivated the poison path?" She was a little unbelievable.
Jiang Su nodded slightly and rubbed the wooden sign in her hand. There seemed to be the word "medical" on it.
"Yes. He not only cultivated the poison path, but also became a famous evil cultivator in the world of cultivation. Poison Judge Yan Hui met a female doll who looked very much like his master in the Western Regions a hundred years ago, and set up a trap to kill hundreds of people in her village.
, just to accept this female doll as his apprentice."
The girl's voice was like an ice blade, carrying the cold and frost, piercing into the female cultivator's heart.
Mentioning this, Jiang Su couldn't help but sneer and said mockingly:
"He is an excellent chess player."
"Yan Hui's apprentice is named Wang Jia, also called Yan Yu. He sneaked into the Shifang Sect decades ago and later became friends with me when I was young. The master and apprentice set up a trap together. First they blocked my sword, but Wang Jia was hit by Yan Hui.
The unique poison gained my trust... I studied this antidote for three years out of guilt..."
"I was fooled around, and his apprentice was also tricked into having his hands stained with the blood of the Western Region Sword Sect."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you said you are my uncle Yan Yuexi...you have taught a very good apprentice."
Jiang Su has long been dissatisfied with Yan Hui. This man intimidated him at every turn in the Luohan Hall, and even tried to plot the inheritance of Jiang Liuliu...
The most difficult thing to accept is that Jiang Su personally experienced the first half of Wang Jia's life... The memory of that inexplicable illusion is engraved in her sea of consciousness and is difficult to erase.
She was not cruel to Wang Jia.
Even though the Dong Yiyi he knew was Wang Jia from beginning to end, gentle or fake, Jiang Su couldn't hate this person.
"Little senior sister..." the girl whispered softly.
How could she hate the little senior sister? That was the white moonlight she had been looking up to for so many years?
Now someone told her that it was not the bright moon, but a white jade plate dug out of the swamp and hung in the sky.
"..."
Jiang Suhui changed from looking up at the moon to wanting to pick off the white jade plate.
